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Gravel In My Shoes

Z bielych iskier sa vykuklili nežné sýkorky. 
Ich spev je ako mäkký plášť.
Prikrýva ma niekoľko metrov,
kým ho nestratím v rokline.

Široké ústa lesa
zhltli ma ako veľryba.
Biely vychodený jazyk
vedie ma do jeho mäkkých útrob.
Aká slávnostná bieloba,
aké vľúdne privítanie!
Zo širokých drevnatých rebier
stekajú na mňa kvapky
roztopeného ľadu.

Olymp znavených
je zaplavený hmlou.

sýkorky

“Children of the War” is a quiet reflection on the human cost of conflict.

This song is not about politics or sides. It is about the silence that follows destruction and the children who must grow up in the shadow of decisions they never made.

The music is intentionally restrained: piano, slow rock textures and a low, reflective vocal delivery. The song is meant to feel more like a prayer or a witness statement than a dramatic rock performance.

Sometimes the most painful truths are spoken quietly.

Written and produced by Mc.Peet. 

f the song speaks to you, please share it — it really helps support my work.

Thank you for listening.
– Mc.Peet

Mc.Peet – Children of the War

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